Chapter 3

On the table, there was a prepared breakfast. I held the chopsticks in my hand, but I didn’t eat. Instead, I sat there like a sculpture. That was because my mother, who was sitting opposite me, was only wearing a gauze. Through it, I could clearly see her mutton-like skin, the two peaks on her chest, and the two bright red cherries on them that were as red as the jam on the table. This scene was much more delicious than the food on the table. In addition, what made me unable to move was that my mother was rubbing my hard cock with her pair of tender jade feet. The slow and gentle movement made my cock and my mother’s smooth and warm feet come into close contact and friction. The strong sense of comfort completely filled my mind and made me unable to make any movements.

“Blake, don’t you like the food your mother cooked?” My mother’s soft voice suddenly brought me back to reality.

“ ... Ah, no, no, my mom’s cooking is the best.” I mechanically stuffed a spoonful of salad into my mouth, but I thought, after finishing the meal, wouldn’t it mean that my mom’s rare foot job is also over?

So I deliberately slowed down and chewed carefully, wishing to chew every piece of lettuce into powder.

My mother couldn’t help but laugh at my naive behavior, “Blake, even if it’s delicious, there’s no need to eat so slowly. You’ll miss school later.”

My mother’s small feet gradually increased the speed, sometimes clamping my penis with her slender big toes and index toes, sometimes wrapping my penis tightly with her tender ten toes and forefoot, and sometimes rubbing my penis and glans alternately with her smooth soles. The strong stimulation made me feel as if it was about to melt. I couldn’t help but lean on the table, and I couldn’t help but hum uncontrollably. My mother sat leisurely with her hands supporting her chin, and her feet never slowed down. Finally, my patience reached its limit. As my body trembled, the pure white boy’s semen spurted out and shot onto my mother’s white jade feet.

Mom retracted her feet, scraped the semen between her feet and toes with her fingers, put it into her mouth to taste carefully and swallow it. Looking at such an exciting scene, my cock did not soften at all, but became more erect.

Seeing me staring at her blankly, my mother couldn’t help but urge me, “Hurry up and finish eating, Blake, or you’ll be late.”

“oh oh”

I had to hold back my rising desire and stuffed the salad into my mouth. After finishing eating, I looked up and found that my mother was no longer sitting opposite me. I was a little surprised. When I was about to stand up, I felt that someone had grabbed my penis under the table - my mother actually got under the table and surrounded my penis with warmth. I quietly lowered my head and almost had a nosebleed - my mother was kneeling between my legs, wrapping my penis with her two white breasts. The soft breast flesh and two red spots rubbed my penis with the movements of her hands, and my mother’s small mouth took my glans into her mouth and licked it carefully with her tongue. I instantly felt so comfortable that I was almost dying of pleasure.